last night, i dreamt that i was at work. i dreamt that a new lawyer was working in the office next to me as an Of Counsel--specifically, the lead singer of Duran Duran. in the dream he had gotten very old and weathered, but he still thought he was hot stuff and a consummate ladies' man, and was hitting on me to no end.
whatever part of my subconscious gave me that dream, i want to find it, burn it out of my brain, and throw it away. that dream gives me the heebie-jeebies.